Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

After walking for a quarter of an hour, the three finally arrived at a secluded corner of the Tiansha Gang. 【】

There is an independent courtyard here near the mountain.

The courtyard is surrounded by more than a hundred guards armed with steel swords, bows and crossbows. These guards had cold faces and tall bodies, giving people an invisible sense of oppression.

After entering the courtyard, the first thing you see is rows of wing rooms.

Behind the wing, there is an independent two-story building at the foot of the mountain.

The surroundings of the small building were opened up and divided into scattered fields, in which some unknown herbs were planted.

A strong man pointed to the wing and said in a commanding tone.

"You can just find an unoccupied room to live in. Someone will serve you three meals a day. You are not allowed to leave the wing until someone asks you to come out."

After finishing speaking, the strong man stared at Song Wen with an indifferent expression, as if urging Song Wen to quickly choose a room.

Song Wen randomly picked an empty room and walked in.

There is a set of tables and chairs in the room, a bed with quilts on it, and a teapot on the table. There was nothing else in the entire room.

After Song Wen looked around the room, he turned around and closed the door.

When he closed the door, he took the opportunity to look at the scene outside.

The two strong men had already left the courtyard, which was heavily guarded by soldiers. They were not worried that Song Wen might do something outrageous.

After closing the door, Song Wen's expression became ferocious and angry.

Just now, he had been suppressing the anger in his heart.

The strength of the Tiansha Gang and his own weakness filled his heart with frustration and hatred.

At this moment, Song Wen's heart was filled with desire for power.

Yesterday, when he was begging for food outside the teahouse, he learned from the comments of the diners that there were warriors in this world who could fly over the walls.

At this time, he extremely hoped that he would be a knight with powerful force who could kill the entire Tiansha Gang.

Song Wen was locked in a room for seven days.

In the past two days, Song Wen was filled with resentment for the Tiansha Gang's strength and arrogance.

This kind of feeling that people are being treated as slaves and I am being treated as fish and meat, which makes people completely unable to resist, is really terrible.

But fortunately, someone delivers meals on time every day. The food is not bad, with vegetables and meat.

After spending the first two days, Song Wen's mind gradually calmed down.

In the last two days, Song Wen also figured out that being locked up in a room and forbidden to go out was probably intentional by the Tiansha Gang, in order to eliminate the resistance in their hearts and let them recognize the reality.

On the eighth day, Song Wen finally heard someone shouting outside the door.

"Everyone, please leave the room immediately. Those who delay will be severely punished."

Immediately, the sound of doors opening continuously came from the surrounding area.

Song Wen also opened the door and walked out.

As soon as he saw it, he saw about a hundred young people in their teens standing scattered in the courtyard in front of the wing, and in the distance there were more than ten Tiansha gang members with knives standing.

These young people gathered in groups of three or five. It was obvious that they, like Song Wen, were basically coerced to this point. Many of them were whispering their dissatisfaction.

These young people are all locals in Yancheng and know the strength of the Tiansha Gang. Although their hearts are full of anger and unwillingness, they can only point at the guards in a low voice and dare not speak out in anger.

Among them was a fat little man in gorgeous clothes, who stood out among the many young people who mostly came from poor backgrounds and were thin.

The little fat man roared angrily.

"You Tiansha Gang are so brave. You dare to kidnap me. My father, Zhang Erhe, is the magistrate of Qingyuan County. Why don't you send me back quickly!"

His refuting voice was loud, attracting the attention of everyone present.

Song Wen's eyes were also attracted by the little fat man.

Qingyuan County is a county under Yancheng, only a hundred miles away from Yancheng.

In Qian State, the power of a county magistrate is still very great.

Song Wen was curious as to how the Tiansha Gang would deal with this little fat man.

Is it because the little fat man is a stupid son of a landlord and cannot see the reality clearly? Or is it because the Tiansha Gang made a mistake and hit the iron plate.

When the guards heard this, although there was hesitation in their eyes, they were unmoved. It was obviously not the first time that they heard the little fat man mention his identity. But the guard also found it a bit difficult to deal with the little fat man.

At this moment, a figure walked out from behind the guards.

The person who came was about forty years old, with a thin build and a mustache.

Seeing the little fat man roaring in the courtyard, his mustache eyes were full of impatience.

He raised his right hand, holding a piece of yellow talisman between his fingers, and heard him chuckle softly.

"go!"

The talisman in his hand suddenly turned into a ball of ashes, and a fireball the size of a human head appeared out of thin air.

The fireball exuded terrifying blazing heat, and the surrounding space seemed to begin to twist and deform.

The fireball flew with lightning speed, mixed with a wanton whistling sound, and arrived in front of the little fat man in the blink of an eye.

The little fat man looked at the fireball that suddenly appeared in front of him, his eyes full of fear. Just as he thought about running away, the fireball hit his chest.

The fat body of the little fat man suddenly seemed to have been hit hard, and his whole body was blasted into the air.

"ah!..."

As the little fat man let out shrill wails, the blazing flames quickly spread throughout his body.

Before his body hit the ground, he turned into a flaming man.

There was a crackling sound of burning grease, and soon the stench of burning corpses filled the surroundings.

After just a dozen breaths, the originally living person turned into a ball of ashes in the blink of an eye, with no bones or dregs left.

Everyone was shocked by the sudden change. More than a hundred young people looked at the flaming man that the little fat man turned into, with pale faces and silence.

Song Wen, who had lived for two generations, was also frightened by the scene in front of him.

He was frightened by the audacity of the Tiansha Gang, and actually killed the son of the county magistrate in public. He obviously did not take the Qian Kingdom court and the hundreds of young people in front of him in his eyes.

He was also frightened by the method of Mustache. He used a yellow talisman to summon a fireball. This did not look like a warrior's method, but more like the ability of a legendary cultivator in his previous life.

"Is this world a world of cultivating immortals?"

Just when Song Wen was confused and confused, the young man in the audience helped him clear up his doubts.

"He is an immortal!"

A man in simple clothes with a few patches suddenly knelt down on his legs, shouting with an expression that was both frightened and full of yearning.

The young man's exclamation instantly woke everyone up, and more and more young people knelt down on their knees, kneeling before their mustaches.

The magical and ruthless methods of mustache make the resistance in the hearts of most young people disappear in an instant.

Song Wen also followed the reaction of most people and knelt down.

His heart was like turbulent waves,

This is the real power, a power more powerful than those knights and knights who come and go.

"One day, I must have this power."

Song Wen, who had been treated unfairly for days, had a firm look in his eyes.

This kind of immortal power will definitely make him a strong man in this world, and he will no longer be manipulated and bullied by others.

Not only were the young people at the scene shocked by Mustache's magic, but even the Tiansha Gang guards showed deep fear in their eyes.

When the mustache saw this scene, a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

The effect of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys met his expectations.

His eyes looked around at the kneeling young people, his eyes were stern, and an aura of being aloof and under control arose spontaneously.

"I am a cultivator of immortality. My name is Master Jiyin. I practice the authentic and upright Taoist techniques. You have nothing to be afraid of."

"I have called you here to give you a great opportunity, a chance to become an immortal and find immortality."

"In the next month, I will personally teach you the Immortal Dao Kung Fu "Longevity Kung Fu". Anyone who can successfully 'introduce Qi into the body' within one month can become my direct disciple."

"I hope you and others can cherish this fairy fate. Anyone who can draw Qi into his body will gain great power, and glory and wealth will be at his fingertips, even if he cannot seek immortality."

As soon as Ji Yin's words fell, he immediately aroused a fierce response from the young people. Everyone looked at Ji Yin eagerly, their eyes full of expectation and desire.

Song Wen was also quite excited. He didn't expect that he could obtain immortality so easily.

At the same time, he felt vigilant in his heart.

Jiyin's method of manipulating people's hearts is really powerful. First he used thunderous means to shock everyone, and then he used fairy fate to win people's hearts.

This is a typical practice of hitting a stick first and then giving a date. In this way, all the young people present will try their best and go all out when practicing "Longevity Kung".

"I'm afraid things are not as simple as Ji Yin said. How can someone grant immortal fate to others for no reason without asking for anything? Ji Yin must have an agenda! I'm afraid this immortal fate is not so easy to get."